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Last Shout
written by bleedblack01:16 AM 4/18/05I look down at my razor
and determine what to do
i'll slit both my wrists so deep
i can't possibly make it through
Tired of a life of lies
and memories full of pain
my taime is coming to an end
i have nothing left to gain
No one to love or hold
they all just fade away
i don't know what else to do
i can't make it through the day
My past is consumed of pain
bottled up inside
my future has nothing there
no place for me to hide
I don't know why it took so long
to figure all this out
but here i got with razor at hand
and one last joyful shout |
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